72 His Fury

"Bang!"

Zhang Hong was kicked on the stomach and she landed painfully on the floor.

She was in such pain, she felt as if her intestines had been jumbled together. She curved her body like a prawn and laid on the ground, while the pain was engulfing her senses.

Shen Liangchuan had kicked her in the moment of anger, so it frightened all the other servants. They took a step backwards and looked at him in fear.

Although Mr. Shen looked cold on the surface, he had always treated them politely. This was the first time they had witness him so angry.

Shen Liangchuan stared at Zhang Hong on the floor. He knew he shouldn't have used forced, but when he had heard her insulting Qiao Lian with such contempt, he had immediately lost all his rationality.

He suppressed his anger and called Caretaker Li, "Aunt Li, please come back."

Then, he went up the stairs and entered the study room.